Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 685 - 280. [Summer of Dew] Like being afraid this is just a dream. _3
Xu Qiubai smiled helplessly, "Got it."
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Xu Qiubai and Lin Chu were like "the king dreams, the goddess is indifferent." Even though his love was always hidden in his heart and never spoken out, his friends around him could all see it.
Xia Qian and Lin Chu are very similar, not only in appearance but also in personality, yet... they’re not quite the same.
Lin Chu was a wealthy young lady, with every step in life going smoothly, but Xia Qian was born into an extremely ordinary family, her past was too heavy, so she had a maturity that was not at all in line with her age.
Lu Huai’an pursued Xia Qian, which was no secret in An City, but in the end, Xia Qian ended up with Xu Qiubai.
When Wanxia found out, she was so shocked she couldn’t speak. That day, Xia Qian said to her:
"Compared to Qiubai, in terms of family background or ability, Lu Huai’an is clearly a better choice, but when Qiubai stands in front of me, his eyes are only on me, whereas Lu Huai’an is looking through me at someone else."
"My past is awful, Qiubai is the only light, he taught me to live passionately in this heartless world."
Wanxia didn’t understand the details of their relationship, but when they occasionally met, she could feel Qiubai was much happier than before.
To Xu Qiubai, Xia Qian was life itself.
So how could Qiubai possibly forget Xia Qian?
After walking into a corner, Wanxia couldn’t help but ask, "Uncle Xu, Qiubai seems to have forgotten Xia Qian, did you know that?"
Mr. Xu nodded.
"When Qiubai had the car accident four years ago, the most severe injury was to his brain," he sighed, with a helpless melancholy, "The doctors say the brain has a defense mechanism on a psychological level; when it encounters a stimulus it cannot accept, it might subconsciously forget about it. In medical terms, it’s called ’selective amnesia.’"
This explanation wasn’t too hard for Wanxia to accept.
Because when Lin Chu was a child, she also forgot some things due to a high fever.
Most memories remain, but the ones lost are often those deeply ingrained experiences in life, forgotten because of pain, guilt, self-reproach, and other factors.
Wanxia pulled a pale smile, murmuring softly, "No wonder Qiubai remembers even small things like me not eating oranges, but when it comes to Xia Qian, he’s utterly clueless."
Mr. Xu had lost his wife, his almost daughter-in-law, and the baby she was fifty-some days pregnant with...
The pain back then, no one could understand.
Time is the best medicine; even if it only heals the surface wounds and leaves scars, if you don’t deliberately touch it, it won’t hurt.
"Since Qiubai has forgotten, it must be Heaven’s mercy on my broken family; otherwise, he might have had to live in pain all his life. I won’t forget, his pain, I bear it for him."
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The elevator was smooth, but Wanxia still chose to take the stairs downstairs.
In the empty stairwell, her footsteps echoed, still resonating with Mr. Xu’s words as if they were in her ears.
"Wanxia, Uncle knows you’ve had it tough too. Life and reality are cruel; it’s not always about getting what you want. Some things are destined to be unavoidable. You are still young, living in pain will waste your life. Leave the past behind."
Let go...
How to let go?
All her memories are intact, unable to forget, with no way out, she can only live like this.
Wanxia walked to the last floor, with six or seven steps remaining. As she looked up, she saw Gu Shaozhi waiting by the exit of the emergency passage.
Each floor of the stairwell only had one light. If no one turned on the floor switch, it would be quite dark.
Nowadays, people mostly choose the elevator.
It was late at night, with almost no one moving in the inpatient department, especially in the stairwell, which was completely devoid of superfluous noise.
The lighting on the first floor was broken, so the lighting was dim, but the hallway outside was very bright.
Wanxia stood on the dim steps, surrounded by the blurred hues of night, while Gu Shaozhi leaned against the doorframe, with a bright light behind him.
"I heard from Uncle Xu that you come here every month, and even arranged all the doctors for Qiubai’s treatment."
This was the first time in so many days that Wanxia spoke to Gu Shaozhi.
Her voice was very calm, without fluctuation, even her gaze was serene, devoid of any traceable emotions.
Gu Shaozhi stood in place, waiting for her to finish those few steps, then he would take her away from the hospital she despises.
His tall figure gave an intangible sense of security, his deep black eyes staring intently at her, a cigarette-holding arm hanging by his side, gray smoke mingling upward past his slender fingers, yet his aura was extremely gentle.
